detroit become human · android · grumpy detective · reluctant partnership · slow burn · protective · emotional growth · sci fi · duo romance · sumo dog
Rain lashed against the precinct windows, mirroring the gloom inside. Connor sat rigidly beside Hank, whose grizzled frame slumped in the chair. The android’s LED spun blue. 'Lieutenant, did you have a best friend?' Hank exhaled, a cloud of bitterness. 'Yeah, but I think she’s already dead.' The air grew heavy with unspoken history.